The Godfiend Emperor led three Sages of the Demon Race and three Sages of the Celestial Race to the Mechanical Race's territory. He left Hierarch Swelling Sky and another Sage Realm expert of the Demon Race, whose strength was on par with Hierarch Swelling Sky, to guard the Godfiend World.
He promptly blocked out the heavenly secrets on purpose.
That way, the True Lord of Virtue would have a hard time learning their movements, and he would have reached the machine race by the time the True Lord of Virtue and the Saints of the Three Realms reacted.
By the time the True Lord of Virtue and Purity and the Saints of the Three Realms arrived, there would be no turning back.
Either way, I, the God-Demon Emperor, will definitely kill Su Ze today. Not even the True Lord of Virtue and Purity could save him!
…
Meanwhile.
The machine race's domain.
Being one of the hegemons of the universe, the machine race did not lose out to the insectoids on the surface. Moreover, the Saints of the various races were very wary of the machine race's patriarch, which was why the machine race occupied a quadrant more than the insectoids.
There was a massive city at the heart of the machine race's domain.
The city spanned over hundreds of thousands of kilometers and was filled with skyscrapers. Hovercrafts could be seen everywhere within the city.
The streets and alleys were filled with robots.
Robots differed greatly even among the machine race.
Robots that truly possessed intelligence and self-awareness generally looked no different from humans. They were a bit like the 'cyborgs' in comics and movies. Those clumsy 'mechanical shell' robots were all low-level products. They did not have intelligence or self-awareness. From the moment they were created, they were destined to serve the 'upper class' of the mechanical race.
Of course, there were exceptions.
Those low-class machines had a small chance of developing self-awareness, such as the machine champion who had joined Jiang He's side. It was a pity that he blew himself up later on.
If the planet where the machine patriarch resided was the highest secret ground of the machine race, the colossal city of steel that floated in outer space was the machine race's center of authority.
At the same time, an emergency meeting was being held on the highest floor of the 999-floored building at the center of the city.
Inside the large office, seven "Sage-to-be" powerhouses of the Machine Race had gathered urgently. In addition, two Sage-to-be from the Machine Race had also participated in this meeting through projections.
One of the machine Saints appeared somber as he said, "Jiang He the human has reached our domain and is rapidly teleporting here. Given how he does things, he would probably attack the machine city."
That theory was not baseless — Jiang He had proven it with his actions.
Machine City was the machine race's center of authority and wealth, and it would be a great loss for the machine race if Jiang He really destroyed or took it away.
"I agree!"
Another Mech Saint Realm said, "Activate the Eternal Power Device immediately. I want to see Mech City leave this place within half an hour!"
Below the huge Mech City, there were countless powerful mechanical devices. This city could be seen as a spaceship.
… …
At the same time, Jiang He was flying toward the Mecca Tower.
He had read the information about the Machine Race a long time ago. After all, when he had just advanced to the Quasi Saint Realm, the Quasi Saints who had chased after him were not only experts from the Insect Race, but also experts from the Machine Race.
He had always been thinking about this enmity.
However, the Grand Pure One had said that the waters of the Machinery Race were very deep. The ancestor of the Machinery Race was unfathomable … although he was not even a Saint on the surface.
Of course.
For Jiang He, the biggest reason was that the mechs were too far away from the celestial battlefield. Not only was it troublesome to travel, the Gods and Demons could easily ambush him if he was held up. That was why he did not come to the mechs before because he was not powerful enough.
"Mech City …"
"I heard that Mech City is the center of authority and wealth for the Machinery Race. I would definitely earn a lot of Farm Points and EXP if I could carry it away …"
Jiang He's goal was very clear.
As for the Machine Saint stopping him? If the machine race's ancestor came forward …
Would he be afraid?
"Hmmm?"
Jiang He's eyes suddenly flashed.
He noticed a spatial ripple from afar.
Then, in the distance, an incomparably gigantic city could be seen. The void trembled as it rose into the sky and flew toward the distant starry sky.
"Mech City … flew away???"
"Damn it!"
"My Mech City ran away?"
Jiang He cursed as he gave chase, and soon stood in front of Mech City.
His aura erupted, and the Machine Saint in the Mech City sensed it and took to the skies, roaring in rage, "Jiang He, human! What are you doing? Are you trying to start a war between the Machine Race and the Three Realms? "
In the instant that the Machine Saint took to the skies, layers of various mechanical weaponry spread out around his body.
Over his head, a great machine treasure materialized.
The so-called "machinery treasures" were different from magic treasures. They were forged by the experts of the machinery race by gathering rare minerals and natural treasures using "technology".
The power of technology was not to be underestimated.
Since the machine race could develop into a supremely dominant race through technology and produce two Saints, their technological prowess would not lose out to the path of cultivation.
In fact, their technological prowess could draw upon the Dao of Heaven and Earth, controlling space and time.
Jiang He extended his hand and pressed on thin air, stopping Mech City from flying away.
Staring at the Machine Saint, he smiled. "Are you the Second Saint of the machine race, sir? Don't you think you're just spouting nonsense? "
"Start a war?"
"Why didn't you machines consider starting a war between the machine race and the Three Realms when you came after me?"
"Did you think that the Three Realms would not fall out with the machine race just because the Gods and Demons are their greatest foes?"
The two Saints of the machine race each had a famous title, but the names of their champions were too long and would usually be up to eight words, which Jiang He was not bothered to memorize. According to their information, the Great Saint of the machine race was equal in ability to the Primeval Lord of Heaven, whereas the Second Saint of the machine race was a little weaker. Though he was stronger than Lord Swelling Sky, he was weaker than the Grandmaster of Heaven.
Jiang He was most wary of the machine race's patriarch.
As for those two …
He did not think much of them.
Not to mention that he had cultivated 129,600 clones, he could handle them even if he did not use them. …
World Strength quietly extended and soon covered all of Mech City.
Oom!
With a single thought from Jiang He, the massive Mech City instantly vanished.
In the next instant, it appeared in the world in his body.
Above the mech city, the mechs' elites were all taken aback and took to the air, only to be surrounded by Dumbo and his men.
Meanwhile, outside.
The Second Saint of the machine race was still barking coldly when the Mech City suddenly vanished. Stunned, he roared in rage, "How dare you, Jiang He?"
Kaboom!
A horrific attack was unleashed instantly.
All sorts of mechanical weapons were unleashed at full power, raining down on Jiang He.
Laughing out loud, Jiang He parried the many attacks with a single punch, unleashing Esoteric Power of All as he punched out with the Fist of the Six Paths of Reincarnation.
Above his head, seven God-Killing Spears formed a spear array and pressed down. In just a few breaths, the Second Saint of the machine race had half of his body blown up.
"Jiang He!"
A furious roar could be heard as the Great Saint of the machine race arrived, riding a nine-floored tower.
This nine-story pagoda was an important treasure of the Machine Race. It was passed down by the Machine Race's Master.
Time and space paused the instant the tower appeared.
Jiang He felt as if the dimensions around him were frozen like water.
"Damn it!"
Enraged, Jiang He roared, "You lot have a death wish!"
With a single thought, a dense swarm of human silhouettes flew out of his body, their frightening Saint auras linking together and shattering the frozen dimensions with a loud crack. 64,800 clones charged at the Second Saint of the machine race, while the remaining 64,800 clones charged at the Great Saint of the machine race.
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